First winter I was here, we thought I had contact dermatitis, I was so scaly. I didn't sleep for more than 40 minutes at a stretch because I was so uncomfy, and I found I was bleeding because my skin was cracked. Gross and disgusting. We changed laundry detergent several times. Eventually, my host-mother (I was au pairing at the time) got a grip of a client who was a dermatologist, who said "She's not used to this climate - give her a humidifier and have her slather herself with a pure moisturiser." I did, and it took the edge off. Nowadays, I just start slapping on the moisturiser at the first hint of winter.
Doesn't stop me feeling horribly dehydrated though.
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Date: 2004-01-25 09:45 pm (UTC)Doesn't stop me feeling horribly dehydrated though.
So, snap.